A poem all about Emily’s mum.

Emily’s mum.

Emily’s mum,

talks out of her bum,

she is so dumb,

she sucks on her thumb,

she cries to her mum,

about her man not being able to cum,

She drinks all the time,

stuff like rum and wine,

her house smells like pine,

and she DON’T look fine,

she takes her time to have a dump,

she’s just a fat lump,

she mopes around,

when she should be in the dog pound.

By Kieran M

and Tia E.

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